Luyện nghe bài hát Deep in the Jungle

(Gift of Gab)
And I come this

(scratched)
I've got a few things I say

(Gift of Gab)
I'm gunnin', ya away, do not stay
'cause the of the gift will be hittin' ya spliff
And a lot of the got sprayed and yelled RAID
Like a of roaches, as struggle approaches,
a brother'll blow
Another ferocious jam, I smother the
I hover above the land of lame emcees dont blow
I'm poppin' the clip and then bo bo the gun
And a once in a munch chest, rest in
And I ?bellow you to beast? I abolish emcees sounds like these
Run over and I rest in the west
Dark hemisphere, burn wit a fear is nothin but a setback
Hear I'm here,
earn wit a clear conscience in the of the jet black
I'm a dog, through the jungle
wit a and black hat choppin down ?noonsies?
Not a frog, yet I'm humble
gotta do the tack wack talkin clowns
Tip me, I'ma 'em all around, bust a front
With a fat blunt swinging on a in the homeland
I'ma tack 'em in the sound punks when the rap bump
Springin on the rhyme I man
Gifted when I'm lifted off a hit,
reminisce shit, riff dipshits
This shit is the style of the gifted,
I'm a kid, get a whiff kid
down low, breakin' down flows
with a new flow outgrow when you step back
To the black with a fat rap with a fat
with a bit a funk in my napsack
Take it back to the brother
and I was smotherin' stupid idiots Tarzan
Givin' back to the brother man and get land,
man it, its Or-land-o
How and tight wishin' into the depths
up in the in the heart of the jungle
Gettin' wild the art of the rumble,
never amount to be than Dumbo
'em mumble, make 'em humble,
Get me round the start, you will crumble,
and you tumble, and you
And I do it that
the end to the other end never gonna end,
set a trend the maniac mic clutch
Hey by the ba?, said you keep your day job
my competitors know the right touch
Have to bail through the backstreets, raisin' hell to a beat
Rappers to attack me, like a sail with the slack g
I attack 'em like acne, UGH

(spoken)
Mindless cretins through idiosynchrosy
Peels up, up, down

(Lateef)
up through the deep, dank murkiness
No telling what is
I hero it, but will I sense a
I proceed to bust a
'cause I trust the design in the mind of the rhyme
Just about impossible to
What a disgrace to the race of wack
I am I choose to stand my ground
and blowin' the rhythm the vermin and learnin'
All I know is we've earned every entry
And strained the game, and what I'm tryin' to is that
The deeper we're creepin' the we find sleepin'
And slippin' just shootin' dead lips on a
Its missin' the reason the gift been given the rhythm
'cause that just the way we've livin
And in the essence, survive and its easy
To when analyzing ?the bo?
Surprises the in this line and tryin'
To get you to buy into their world
Can it be damaged the bones
of the fellas and men thats exploting my
Can't understand every breast you touch
was as up scun? be one hung motherfucker
Such as nowadays, its and splinterin', just timber, instead of
out of my way, and what I'm -- meaning to say is that
The canopy that me now is the blackest, attack this
I thought we established the wackness
in the cemented jungle
by the bumblin' brothers stumblin' tumblin'
Surround me in a cannibalistic style, but I smile and
'em like the lambs, they all the whole flock
We one magic stock style
I'm gettin' 'em off like crack viles, and wicked the fuckin while
Not trippin over no vines, or over no swine, or no mines
Or no line at the plot
Thinkin' of whippin' 'em like a in the jungle

(spoken)
Now in the of the journey
Not in time, but in the
the camels being loaded up
The men, loading up
It's a long journey -- the oasis is all in the
As we start the top we go to the very bottom
Of a myserious place -- a mysterious place
What's that I Ahhhh

(Lyrics Born)
I can't even describe you, so I even gon' try...hmmmm
Making of mc Asia is now this I dont dispute but you knew
You knew Born was a ripped off note sheet of a hundred
And you scrape the off your bumpers making sure you beat the buzzer
Making sure Lyrics Born out his mother's stomach
covered with the lyrics that
No bumper, right? 'cause
I know you can make colors
And have the whole goddamn planet yellin at you and even
Still take the time big up ?egg?, can you imagine?
Big up Asia Born, this bottle
Or that you even be lightly concerned with little, little words
That you tug at the line, pullin' the kind
Of lyrics out my mouth that me big bad don, takin' kids' legs home
You can't even back a roach, you know
type shit, and then watch me wreck this stage
Boy like I got your daddy's hangin' around my waist
And watch me forget -- the way
Good lyrics taste, thinkin' I just ain't little rabbit eyes in heart
Man, if I thought it was just
Lyrics Born that made born, lyrics born
And then I can't do no more, I'd be like
"Do you me?" No, Asia
And you used to play my on the way to the vapor